We know you mean well, but if one more person tells us everything happens for a reason, we MAY lose it. Don’t say time heals all wounds, or that you don’t know how we do it.
It’s June…the temperatures are rising, everything is green, and lush. Kids in school are getting restless, daydreaming of pool dates and beach vacations, ready for the…
I was always taken with being a mother, from the moment I felt my sweet daughter enter the world. I’d never felt such all-consuming love for another being.
My tug of war with anxiety didn’t just begin when my husband got sick. I was always plagued by thoughts of feeling “less than.”
If you’re lucky enough to find these gems, watching them will rekindle your childhood love of extra sugary sentimentality, antiquated special effects, and over the top antics.
Getting through the holidays as a widowed parent can be challenging, to say the least. We can all use this list of do’s and don’t’s to help get us through.
A little more than six years ago, just nine days after our second child was born, my thirty year old husband (and high school sweetheart), Kenny, was diagnosed with a brain tumor.